About Me

I won't bore anyone with ego or rambling bullshit, so I'll keep it simple and sweet. I enjoy a circle of close friends whom have no complaints about my companionship and looks. I don't mistake my confidence for conceit, as I have plenty of knowledge to know the difference between the two. Respect me and I'll respect you -- you dirty bitches.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

THINKING OF YOU MIKEY MIKE...

Love isn't when you can't sleep... it's when you want to keep your eyes open. Love isn't when you keep holding on... it's when you learn to let go. Love isn't when you kill yourself with jealousy... it's when you understand. Love isn't when you fall for someone... it's when you catch that person when he falls. Love isn't when you see him everywhere... it's when you close your eyes and he's still there. Love isn't when you tell him what you feel... it's when you give everything for his sake. And love isn't that you think you're blind... it's when you know it's wrong but didn't mind.

Someone whom I've come to love has suffered a great loss in his life and I feel a bit helpless with the thought that there is nothing I can do to alleviate his suffering and overwhelming pain. The above words are dedicated to you pa, for I dug deep inside my heart to find what I thought I had misplaced over time. Besos.

aww, this was sweet.why is your blog so great?i hope your friend feels better soon- i mean, it's stupid to say that when people suffer loss because obviously they're probably NOT gonna feel better soon, but... okay, i'm really awkward and retarded. but still. good luck to you and your friend.